User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-2207385-20120123060412/@comment-3474228-20120123221017

The fox and his small patrol of three stay out in the open, their weapons drawn cautiously as their eyes dart about. The other patrol, which has two archers, shoot up into the trees and bush. A yelp is heard, and one of the archers smiles in satisfaction as his companions rush in the direction of the sound.